I was sitting here thinking of days before cell phones and internet, (yes, I remember them only too clearly). There was the guy with the raincoat and his severed trouser legs hanging from strings. Coat closed, normal, coat open, let it all hang out.
I heard of a guy that went into convenient stores and laid his junk on the counter with his purchase. This stopped when the cops were able to pick him off the ground writhing in pain after the female checker slammed a can of his own beans down on his manhood. Heheh He should have purchased a bag of marshmallows.
I'm wondering if there is any difference between those types and the phallus bombers. Back then it was a thrill addiction. They didn't expect proposals. Is that it? Dick pics are that same thrill ride? Minus the can of beans.